Me thinks there’s a great hidden story here. The scent of B.S…. Bull Semen from Kemptville all the way to Calgary makes it a unique smell now that my nose and olfactory receptors been tinkered with due to chemicals and drugs.
That what happens when you don’t know what you’re doing.
Great story, just watch those rear ends on this one.
Or was that Seimens on the way station between looking for work and a pit stop at Starbucks with about $4.00 to my name.
Less now having bought coffee. Damn, looking for QUALITY work in Calgary is like panning for gold. Now I know why Casinos look more attractive. Better luck there is my next best guess. We’ll know tomorrow, since the other temp agencies weren’t up to snuff… er… sniff test. Tail definitely NOT WAGGING here!
So far, NOT IMPRESSED with finding work when you have no wheels. Didn’t want the hassle until I could spit in the wind and outrun the fallout from driving pitfalls. Think I got it down pat after 2 years now.
Live~NRGY 
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